Wounded (Part 3) Songtext
von Endez

I stare at the ceiling
And I just want to sleep
I promise myself healing
But I can barely breathe
In all this confusion From the ruins of betrayal
I look for solutions
And not the holy grail
What will be when I turn onto
55 Anymore Street?


This is the year of changes
Half a blessing half a curse
Nothing is absolutely certain
But it could have been much worse
Luckily I haven′t lost my loved one
In a mother-cow attack
Now we live above her new store
And I'm also getting back on my feet
So we turn onto
55 Andmore Street